Lammas Time

The newly gathered grain is ours
Loafmas or Lammas allnthose powers
The sun & the soil gave birth to it all
And the rich golden seeds that grew powerfully tall
Expectations of health
the reapers
the scythes in full swing
The wealth of our spirits
That all this did bring

To all my real Lammas friends

We look to the sky to our planetary worth
To the craft to the raft of wonderment
and death
Wondrous energies
locked up in time
In the great spells now woven in glorious rhyme.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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